, 1887-02-10
Linculn's War Dance.

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necticut, has an interesting article on
Abraham Lincoln in last weeks New
York Tribune, which shows the presi-
dents dealings with contractors and
Office seekers, and gives the particulars
of picturesque dance at midnight,
which had never heretofore appeared
in print. In closing his highly enter
tanning sketch of Mr.. Lincoln, Mr..
Brandegee says: One evening at n
crowded party given by Senator Dixon
| was forced by the press into II cor
ner, and looking around found my
next neighbor was Secretary Stanton.
BY and by Senator Dixon came along
and spying us said; "Stanton, tell
him the scene between old Abe and
you the night of the battle of Gettys-
burg" Stanton then related the fol-
lowing:
LINCoLN's ANXIETY.
Mr.. Lincoln had been excessively So
licitous about the result OF that battle.
1t was known that Lee had crossed in
to Pennsylvania, threatened Washing
tOIl anu tIlil DuItiC ilutt DCCI JoiIlCu
near Gettysburg, upon which in all
probability the fate of Washington
and the issue of the war depended.
The telegraphic wires ran into the war
department and dispatches had been
received of the results of the first days
fight, which showed how desperate
was the attack, the stubborness of the
defence and that the result was indie
cisive. All that day and the next
Mr.. Lincoln was in an agony of anxi-
ETY., running over, as was his wont, to
the war office to ascertain for himself
the latest news instead of waiting for
the reports to be sent him by his sub
ordinates. Then came q long interval
when nothing was heard from Meade,
and the president was wrought up to
an intense pitch of excitement Night
came on and Stanton, seeing the
president worn out with care and anx-
iety, pursuaded him to return to the
White House, promising II anything
came over the wires during the night
to give him immediate information.
At last, toward midnight, came the
electric flash of the great victory which
saved the Union.
sTANToN's RACE.
Stanton seized the dispatch and ran
as fast as he conli to the executive
mansion, up the stairs and knocked
ut the room where the president was
catching a fitful slumber. "Who is
there?" he heard in the voice of Mr..
Lincoln. stanton" The door WAS
opened and Mr.. Lincoln appeared
with light in his hand peering
through the crack of the door, ain the
shortest nigh dress and longest legs"
us Stanton said, he ever saw on hui
man being. Before Stanton, who was
now out of breath, coald say word,
the president, who had caught with
unerring instinct the expression OF his
face, gave short exultation, grabbed
him with both arms around the waist
and danced him around the chamber
until they were both exhausted. They
then sat down on trunk and the
president, who was still in his night
dress, read over and over again the
telegram and then discussed with him
the probabilities of the future and the
results of the victory until the day
dawned.
AN ESTIMATE OF LINCOLN.
Such scene at midnight between
two of the greatest Americans whom
this generation has produced, to whom
an All Wise providence had committed
in largest measure the fate of republi-
can liberty in this western world, may
not afford subject for the Hottest
conceptions of the poet or the painter,
but more than any other incident
within my knowledge it shows the
human nature OF these two great men,
and brings them home 20 the hearts
and the hearthstones OF the plain peo-
pie of whom Mr.. Lincoln was, on